landbeastnovel Chapter 221 Expensive Potions
Chapter 221 Expensive Potions
Lucy was clearly taken aback when Richard offered to help.
She raised her tired yet still bright eyes, looked directly at him, and asked, "Do you have the complete set of magical materials needed to cast Holy Spirit's Blessing?"
With enough materials, Frosthold can save more people.
pity...
"no."
Richard shook his head decisively: "This plague came so suddenly, who would hoard that stuff for no reason?"
After he finished speaking, he waved to the audience.
A chiffon soldier carried a wooden box up to the platform and placed it at the feet of the two men.
The box was opened, revealing a hundred bottles of medicine neatly stacked inside, the dark green liquid shimmering faintly in the sunlight.
"I do have some detoxifying medicine; I brought a hundred bottles with me."
Richard gently kicked the box: "I was planning to give it to you as an emergency measure, but since Frost has a water-based war mage..."
As he spoke, he glanced at the mage who was still organizing magical materials and chuckled, "Looks like it's unnecessary."
Lucy crouched down, picked up a bottle, and examined it closely. She could tell that the quality of these potions was higher than those on the market.
From a personal perspective, detoxifying agents are undoubtedly a treasure in the fight against plague.
Normally, a bottle could sell for five silver coins, but now, due to the rampant Black Snake Plague, the market price has already skyrocketed to dozens of silver coins.
Even so, having money doesn't guarantee you can buy a bottle.
The raw materials are also affected; those ordinary moonspot moss and silver leaf roots have become treasures overnight.
The little stock available on the market had long been snapped up by various lords and merchants.
From the lord's perspective, however, the effect of the antidote was negligible, given that the town, including the serfs, had a population of over 200,000.
One bottle per person?
Is that even possible?
Lucy gently placed the potion back in the box and slowly stood up.
"Richard, thank you, but the antidote is extremely precious right now, it's a strategic resource. I can't accept it for free, I'll buy it at market price."
When the lords of the North were preoccupied with their own problems and even abandoned their people, Richard still managed to send a hundred bottles of antidote.
This sentiment was far more precious than gold coins and magical materials, and it deeply moved her.
Last time he said that the money he earned from selling technology was invested in construction, and he even created the expensive magical armor for the Rock Armored Earth Dragon.
Therefore, she felt she had to make some kind of gesture, rather than just taking without giving anything in return.
Having known Richard for so long, Frost has already earned over seven thousand gold coins, so she absolutely cannot be stingy.
...
Richard chuckled, neither declining nor being polite, and simply nodded, readily accepting the proposal.
Firstly, she really didn't want to argue, and secondly, the production cost of this batch of detoxifying agents was far higher than Lucy had imagined.
Anthony's wife became an alchemist, and one of the recipes she mastered was a detoxifying potion.
However, the system's formula is completely different from the alchemy formula of the Star Continent.
In reality, things like moonlight moss and silver leaf roots are used, while the system recipe requires consuming one portion of Iridium crop!
If it weren't for the need to provide his roses as an emergency measure, in case a loved one suddenly contracted the disease and there was no time to treat them, he would never have been willing to make these hundred bottles.
At the current market price, one bottle is worth seventy silver coins, and one hundred bottles would be worth seventy gold coins. Although it's not as valuable as the actual value of Iridium Star crops, it's still enough to recoup some losses.
...
"Money is no problem, but..."
Richard changed the subject: "Besides these hundred bottles of antidote, I have other ways to treat the plague."
He took two steps forward, stood at the edge of the platform, and looked down at the people who were being guided into the training ground by the Frost Soldiers.
These people are in an even worse situation than the previous group.
Several were already lying on the ground, their chests rising and falling weakly, black snake-like markings covering almost their entire faces, and even the whites of their eyes were covered in a murky, bluish-black liquid.
Richard turned around and said calmly:
"This method is not only extremely inexpensive, but it can also cure the entire population of Frost City in just one day."
...
Upon hearing this, Lucy was completely stunned, and even the tin cans behind her, whose expressions were hidden inside their masks, all shook in unison.
All eyes beneath the helmets were fixed on Lord Chiffon, filled with disbelief and shock!
Odram, the high-ranking war mage who was organizing magical materials, flicked his wrist, and a magical water pearl shimmering with seven-colored light rolled down from the platform.
Without bothering to pick them up, he looked up, and his wrinkled old face showed not only shock but also a hint of displeasure.
He is a high-level war mage.
In the North, there are no more than twenty mages who can cast the Holy Spirit's Blessing, and he is one of them.
Even his own viscount had to address him respectfully as "Master," let alone after this plague outbreak.
Now this young lord, who seems to have appeared out of nowhere, casually says, "I can cure the whole city in one day"?
On what grounds?
If he had enough materials, he was confident he could cure everyone in the city!
If we apply the Holy Spirit's protection several times a day for a month, we'll surely save everyone, won't we?
But one day?
Are you kidding me!
But he didn't question her, because his young mistress had spoken.
"What method is it!?"
Lucy's voice trembled slightly.
On the high platform, the expressions of the crowd varied: some were shocked and bewildered, some were suspicious and disbelieving, and some secretly sneered. Only she had pure trust.
Giving up on saving free citizens is something we can't do.
But if there really was a way to save everyone at a low cost, how could she not want to save them?
Frostlands is located in the far north of the North, and every free citizen who is willing to stay here is a rare and valuable asset.
She had even prepared for the worst, that the plague would end and Frost would leave her severely weakened.
And now that her wolf says he has a solution, how could she not be excited!
...
Seeing the urgency in her eyes, Richard smiled slightly. Sure enough, his rose was just like him...
He smiled and gestured with his chin, indicating that she should look towards the training field.
"Seeing is believing, and a new batch of infected individuals has just arrived at the training ground. Shall I give this group a try?"
Lucy didn't hesitate for even a second.
"good!"
Having received permission from his master, Richard beckoned to the people below the platform, and one of the Chiffon soldiers who had followed him stepped forward.
He walked up to the platform, first bowing to Richard and Lucy, then without any further formalities, went straight to the edge of the platform and faced the thousands of infected people below.
Odram had just retrieved the Water Pearl from the audience when he saw the Chiffon soldiers, and his displeasure grew stronger.
Judging from his posture and aura, he's probably just a mid-level war mage.
cut!
It's just intermediate level; how big can its magic range be? It'd be good if it were half of my own, and its magic power reserves are far inferior.
Can the entire city be cured in just one day?
Keep bragging!
The other Frost Knights were also somewhat confused.
Are you kidding me?
Just an insignificant intermediate mage...?
this...
Just when everyone thought the Chiffon soldier would take out magical materials and begin a lengthy incantation, something unexpected happened!
A beam of light descended from the sky without warning!
This wasn't the kind of light that comes from a magical six-pointed star, but rather a pillar of light pouring down from the void.
Pure white, holy, and dazzling.
With a gentle warmth, it shone directly on the chiffon soldier, enveloping him in light.
...
Everyone looked on in astonishment!
What type of war magic is this?!
No magical materials required!?
Before they could react, the chiffon soldier slowly raised his right hand and gently waved it towards the training ground below.
—A hymn to life!
The next moment, a gentle rain of light suddenly fell, enveloping the entire training ground like a spring drizzle!